...Byron, — " She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And All that 'a best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her...that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies." Their father loved the maidens both so well, that it might be difficult to say which he loved best...

...lines of Lord Byron, — " She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry bkies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her...Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaady day denies." Their father loved the maidens both so well, that it might be difficult to say which...

...perfected saint perfect beauty is found. Thus, in something of a like train of thought, Byron says — " She walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless climes...starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright, Meets in that aspect and those eyes." As there is dignity, majesty, and grandeur in the calm movement...

...paradise of lips and eyes, Blush-tinted cheeks, half smiles, and faintest sighs. Endymion Keats. 92 She walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless climes...starry skies, And all that's best of dark and bright Meets in her aspect and her eyes. Byron. 93 A tender, timid maid ! who knows not how To pass a pigsty,...

...Wo loved thee passing well: then wert a beam Of pleasant beauty on this stormy sea." CHAPTER XVII. " She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes...dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies/' AFFAIRS at Glendale Farm had changed...

...Unfolding every hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flow'r. COWPER, 1800. She walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless climes...that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. BYRON, 1824. The umbrageous oak in pomp outspread, Full oft, when storms the welkin rend, Draws lightning...

...BARBAULD. [GEORGE IV. SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY. She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless clinics and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and...denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half-impair'd the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face,...

...all the bright butterflies and grey grasshoppers on the plain or in the town of Troy. " She walk'd in beauty like the night Of cloudless climes and starry...dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes." Yet was she plague, pestilence, and lingering death. But try not to withhold from her your admiration...

...all the bright butterflies and grey grasshoppers on the plain or in the town of Troy. " She walk'd in beauty like the night Of cloudless climes and starry...dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes." Yet was she plague, pestilence, and lingering death. But try not to withhold from her your admiration...

..."she looks like moonlight and starlight. 'She — walks — in beauty' — don't — you — know — 'like — the night — of — cloudless — climes...• — her — aspect — and — her — eyes.'" It was the first time that Eleanor Mason's daughter had ever seen a garden which had grown old by the...